My Secret ConfessionThis is my secret confession,I have slipped into a dark depression.I feel so alone,I have withered down to the bone.I am so helpless,I'm always trying to impress.It is quite pathetic,But I feel so poetic.I want this dark spell to end,But until then, I just have to pretend.My aura is gray,Just like a stormy day.They clouds cover me in every way,I wish the could just blow away.I want to get out,But all I can do is shout.I want to scream until I lose my voice,It is my only choice.This is my secret confession,I have slipped into a dark depression.
DaydreamerDaydreamer, Daydreamer,Definitly not a keeper.Your life is full of dreams,but it is not always as it seems.Then you lie and lie,Sometimes you feel like you want to die.Daydreamer, DaydreamerNext time, keep your acting in theater.Keep your reality and and fantasy seperate,But you are just too desperate.You always loose something in the end,Something like a best friend.
Feel Her PainShe's not as strong as you think she is. When she's alone she sobs her eyes out. Everyone thinks she's the girl with the perfect life, that the smile she wears everyday is real. But its all a lie. She wears a mask everyday full of fake smiles and laughs. She's the one that helps all of her friends when they have problems, but they never seem to notice when she has problems.As she sits in her room alone, like she does every night, she thinks about what to do. Death? Is that the only answer? Runing away? Is that even better? But instead of runing away or cutting her wrists, she writes down all of her feelings into a journal. One of many journals, one that shall soon be replaced with one full of untouched paper, just waiting for her feelings to be spread accross its pages. Waiting to feel her pain...
Annabell pt.1And there she was. She lay with her brothers and sister. They all have the same dark black coat, but soon it will be a beautiful glowing orange. What this young kit doesn't know? She will soon regret having her georgus pelt. She doesn't realize, because she is less than two days old, is that she will never know life. She will never run thought a feild and play with her siblings. All because of that damn pelt of hers. She is in a cage with her siblings and mother, but in the cages next to her she can smell a new creature.She tries to walk to the wall of the cage, but her feet continue to get stuck in the wholes in the bottom. She finally gets to the other side, what seemed like miles was only a few inches. Her journey from one side of the small cage to the other exausted the young Golden Fox.The next day when she awoke, she saw something strange. Every thing was strange. She could see the world for the first time. It wan't what she had expected. Cage after cage after cage. That was it